I feel bad for him. I really do. He was amazing and then...and then...I can't.

Rick: *smiles weakly* I made some tea, if you'd like it, Keira?

It's fine. I'm fine. *sniffles* I don't need it right now, but thank you anyways.

Nick: Rick, don't. I think she needs some time alone. *shakes his head*

David: Nick, I'll look after her, don't worry about it. I'll make her herself again. I promise.

Rick: *looks defeated* Good, 'cause we like her, like herself again.

Nick: I'll be back. *kisses the top of her head* Bye, love.

'Bye, Nick. Goodbye, Rick. *starts to cry*

David: *sees a bunch of happy photos and drawings on the coffee table of Syd and Roger and her* *expression becomes gloomy* *rubs her back as she cries*

It's just too sad...it really is. I can't-I can't look at him now and see like this. It's too horrible, David! I can't!